I originally started to write this a year ago about Mac Miller’s impact on hip-hop for his birthday, before it devolved into a pretentious thought piece I couldn’t finish because it made me cringe and I deleted it. A year later, I finally realized what I started writing about: substance abuse and the downward spiral.
This is dedicated to my friend Coop. We all saw the signs and we ignored them and, for that, I am sorry. 💔
Thanks to Ziah for the meat delivery. 🤤 Homemade chimichurri, pickled red onions, alfalfa sprouts, hand-pressed blue corn tortillas.
My homie Z needs a place to crash for a while. I have a spare room. Problem worked itself out. In the meantime, we’re gonna be eating hella good food. 🤤 For her first night, it was flame-seared ribeye, chimichurri and baked potatoes with bacon-smoked sea salt. 😮💨
First time in maybe 2 years that I didn’t order the chef’s choice dinner set. Still better than 90% of restaurants out there. 🤤
Carne estilo al pastor, pico de gallo de habanero, salsa roja, cebollitas curtidas y tortillas de maíz azul.
It’s oddly comforting to come back to these fields after 20+ years. I hated them when our family were workers. Now they just represent my upbringing. Beyond that, I just see the towering giants that have always lived in our backyards as an intimidating talking point. The rest of us peasants saw them through the…
My friend Tom and I came to Fresno today to meet up with our homie Aren for a project we’re doing for his company and came to Annesso Pizzeria caddy corner from Woodward Park after our first meeting. Just an all-around amazing and well-done pies. 🤤 Go snag a pie. Call a reservation in. You’ll…
Yes they’re store-bought. No I don’t care. Yes, they’re as delicious as they look. 🤤 The dipping sauce is Fly By Jing’s Szechuan Chili Crisp. 🤤🤤🤤
21 years. That’s how long it’s been since I was last a student here on this campus. I was a kid. A kid with a drinking problem, at that. I don’t remember a lot from my days here, but I do remember always feeling so small on campus. Like, physically small. The campus always felt…
